The tragic comedy of Fall

It is the last throws of nature that gives us the most alluring colors. The trees has taken the spring blossoms to give us one last moment, swirling in a maelstrom of vibrancy.

For those of you who live at the North Pole and don't have Autumn, he's your gratuitous fall foliage photo take from my backyard with my spiffy camera.

Today I met Dave. Dave said, and I paraphrase, "That when my time comes, and I am called home, and I approach the gates, they shall ask, 'Dave, whatcha got for us?' And I will say, 'I got nothing. 'Cause I gave it all away to people who needed it, who could use it."